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1 A Psalm by David. TO thee, Lord, I have cried, hearken to me; attend to the sound of my supplication. When I cry to thee;
2 let my prayer come before thee as incense; and the lifting up of my hands as an evening sacrifice.
3 Set a watch, Lord, on my mouth; and guard the door of my lips.
4 Let not my heart turn aside to wicked deeds; to form excuses for sins with men who work iniquity: nor let me associate with their chosen bands.
5 Let a righteous man correct me with mercy; and he will work conviction in me: but let not the oil of a sinner [for this shall still be my prayer] anoint my head at their pleasure.
6 Their strong men were swallowed up near a rock: let them hear my words for they were sweet.
7 As if a lump of earth was broken on the ground; our bones were scattered at the grave's mouth.
8 Since mine eyes are to thee, O Lord, Lord; in thee I have placed my confidence; deliver not my soul to destruction.
9 Keep me from the snare they have laid for me: and from the stumbling blocks of the workers of iniquity.
10 The wicked shall fall by their own net, I am in private till I can escape.
142 1 On understanding. By David when he was in the cave. A Prayer. With my voice I cried to the Lord; to the Lord I made supplication with my voice.
2 Before him I pour out my prayer: before him I will declare my affliction.
3 When my spirit fainted thou knewest my paths. In the way I was going they hid a snare for me.
4 I looked to the right; and observed that none was there, who knew me. Flight was cut off from me; and is he not earnestly seeking my life?
5 To thee, O Lord, I cried and said, Thou art my hope; my portion in the land of the living.
6 Attend to my supplication; for I am brought very low: deliver me from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I.
7 Bring my soul out of prison, that I may adore thy name, Lord. Let the righteous wait for me, till thou shalt reward me.
143 1 A Psalm by David, when his son was pursuing him. O LORD, hearken to my prayer! Listen to my supplication in thy truth; answer me in thy saving goodness;
2 and enter not into judgment with thy servant; for in thy sight no man living can be justified.
3 Because the enemy hath earnestly sought my life; hath humbled my life to the ground; hath caused me to sit in dark places, like them who have been long dead;
4 therefore my spirit was overwhelmed with grief; my heart within me was troubled and
5 I remembered the days of old. I meditated on all thy works; I mused on the works of thy hands.
6 I spread forth my hands to thee; for thee my soul thirsted like land without water.
7 Hear me speedily, Lord; my spirit hath failed. Turn not away thy face from me; nor let me be like them who go down to the pit.
8 Cause me to hear thy kindness in the morning; for in thee I have placed my confidence. O Lord, let me know which way I shall go; for to thee I have lifted up my soul.
9 Deliver me, O Lord, from mine enemies; for to thee I have fled for refuge.
10 Teach me to do thy will; for thou art my God. Let thy good spirit lead me in the right way.
11 For the sake of thy name, thou, Lord, wilt keep me alive; in thy saving goodness thou wilt bring my soul out of trouble,
12 and in thy mercy cut off mine enemies, and destroy all them that afflict my soul; for I am thy servant.
144 1 By David. On Goliath. Blessed be the Lord my God, who teacheth my hands to war and my fingers to fight.
2 He is my mercy and my refuge; my support and my deliverer, my protector in whom I trusted, who subdueth the people under me.
3 Lord, what is man that thou shouldst acknowledge him, or a son of man that thou shouldst regard him!
4 Man is like vanity, his days glide away like a shadow.
5 O Lord, bow thy heaven and come down: touch the mountains and let them smoke.
6 Flash lightnings and thou wilt scatter them; dart thy bolts and thou wilt discomfit them;
7 stretch forth thy hand from on high; rescue me and deliver me from many waters; out of the hand of the children of strangers,
8 whose mouth hath uttered falsehood, and whose right hand is a right hand of deceit
9 O God, to thee I will sing a new song; to thee I will play on a ten stringed psaltery,
10 to him who giveth salvation to kings, who hath redeemed his servant David from the hurtful sword.
11 Rescue me and deliver me out of the hand of the children of strangers, whose mouth hath uttered falsehood, and whose right hand is a right hand of deceit;
12 whose sons are like trees well planted when young; their daughters beauteous, adorned like shrines;
13 their store houses full and overflowing; their flocks prolific, abounding in their outwalks;
14 their herds fat. There is no destruction of enclosures; no breaking out; no screaming in their folds.
15 The people who had such things were hailed happy; but happy is the people, whose God is the Lord.
145 1 A Psalm of praise. By David, I will extol thee, my God, my king: and bless thy name for ever and ever.
2 Day by day I will bless thee, and praise thy name for ever and ever.
3 The Lord is great and greatly to be praised; and of his greatness there is no end.
4 Let generation after generation praise thy works, and proclaim thy mighty power:
5 Let them speak of the transcendant glory of thy majesty, and relate thy wonderous works.
6 Let them express the might of thine awful dealings, and rehearse thy greatness.
7 Let them make mention of thine abundant goodness, and exult with joy in thy saving mercy.
8 The Lord is gracious and merciful: long suffering and abundant in kindness.
9 The Lord is kind to them who wait, and his mercies are over all his works.
10 Let all thy works, O Lord, praise thee, and let thy saints bless thee;
11 let them speak of the glory of thy kingdom, and talk of thy government:
12 to make known thy government to the sons of men, and the transcendant glory of thy kingdom.
13 Thy kingdom is an everlasting kingdom, and thy dominion, throughout all generations.
14 The Lord is faithful in his words, and bountiful in all his works.
15 The Lord upholdeth all that are falling, and raiseth up all who are broken down.
16 The eyes of all wait upon thee: and thou givest them their food in due season; thou openest thy hands, and satisfiest the desire of every living thing.
17 The Lord is righteous in all his ways, and bountiful in all his works.
18 The Lord is near to all who invoke him; to all that call upon him with truth.
19 He will fulfil the desire of them who fear him: he will hear their prayer and save them.
20 The Lord keepeth all them who love him; but all the wicked he will utterly destroy.
21 Let my mouth speak the praise of the Lord: and let all flesh bless his holy name, for ever and for evermore.
146 1 An Alleluia, of Aggaius and Zacharias. Praise the Lord, my soul: while I live I will praise the Lord.
2 I will sing praises to God, while I have a being.
3 Trust not in chiefs, nor in sons of men, in whom there is no safety.
4 His breath goeth out and he shall return to his earth; on that day all his projects shall perish.
5 Happy he whose helper is the God of Jacob: his hope is in the Lord his God,
6 who made the heaven and the earth, the sea and all the things in them;
7 who keepeth truth forever, executing judgment for the aggrieved, giving food to the hungry.
8 The Lord looseth them who were bound. The Lord causeth the blind to see clearly. The Lord raiseth up them who were broken down. The Lord loveth the righteous.
9 The Lord preserveth the strangers. He will support the orphan and the widow, and destroy the way of the wicked.
10 The Lord will reign forever; thy God, Sion, throughout all generations.
147 1 An Alleluia, of Aggaius and Zacharias. Praise the Lord, for good is a song of praise; to our God let praise be sweetly sung.
2 The Lord is rebuilding Jerusalem; and he will gather the dispersions of Israel.
3 He healeth the broken hearted, and bindeth up their wounds;
4 he numbereth the multitudes of stars, and calleth them all by their names.
5 Great is our Lord and great his power; and infinite in his understanding.
6 The Lord raiseth up the meek; and humbleth sinners to the ground.
7 Sing alternately to the Lord with thanksgiving. In concert with the kithara, sing praises to our God;
8 to him who covereth the heaven with clouds; to him who provideth rain for the earth; to him who causeth grass to grow on mountains, and bladed corn for the use of man;
9 and who giveth suitable food to cattle, and to the young ravens which call on him.
10 In the courage of the horse he will not delight, nor is he pleased with the agility of the warrior.
11 The Lord delighteth in them who fear him, and in all them who trust in his mercy.
12 An Alleluia, of Aggaius and Zacharias. Praise the Lord, Jerusalem: Sion, praise thy God;
13 for he hath strengthened the bars of thy gates; he hath blessed thy children within thee.
14 He maketh thy borders peace, and feedeth thee with the finest wheat;
15 He is sending his oracle to this land: his word shall run with speed.
16 When he giveth snow like wool; when he scattereth the hoar frost like ashes;
17 when he sendeth down like morsels his chrystal hail; who can stand before his cold?
18 Let him but send forth his word and he will melt them; let him but blow his breath and the waters will flow.
19 He is sending his word to Jacob; his statutes and his judgments to Israel.
20 He hath not dealt thus with any nation, nor hath he laid open to them his judgments.
148 1 An Alleluia of Aggaius and Zacharias. Praise the Lord, ye of the heavens: praise him, ye in the highest.
2 Praise him all ye his angels: praise him all ye his hosts.
3 Sun and moon! Praise him: praise him all ye stars and light.
4 Praise him ye heavens of heavens: and thou water under the heavens!
5 let them praise the name of the Lord; for he spake and they were produced: he commanded and they were created.
6 He established them forever and ever: he made a decree and it shall not pass away.
7 Praise the Lord ye of the earth! dragons and all deeps!
8 Fire, hail, snow, ice, tempestuous wind, which execute his commands!
9 Mountains, and all hills! fruit trees and all cedars!
10 wild beasts and all cattle! creeping things and winged fowls!
11 Kings of the earth, and all peoples! chiefs and all judges of the earth!
12 youths and virgins! elders with them of younger years!
13 let them praise the name of the Lord; for his name alone is exalted. To him belongeth thanksgiving, on earth and in heaven.
14 When he shall exalt the horn of his people, let there be a song of praise among all his saints; among the children of Israel; a people who draw near to him.
149 1 An Alleluia. Sing to the Lord a new song. Praise is his due in the congregation of saints.
2 Let Israel rejoice in his maker; and the children of Sion exult in their king.
3 Let them praise his name in choirs; on the tympanum and psaltery sing praises to him:
4 for the Lord taketh pleasure in his people; and with salvation he will exalt the meek.
5 Let the saints triumph in glory; and exult with joy on their beds.
6 Let the high praises of God be in their mouth; and in their hands two edged swords;
7 to execute vengeance on the nations; rebukes among peoples.
8 To bind their kings with fetters; and their nobles with chains of iron:
9 to execute on them the judgments written. Such is the honour which all his saints have.
150 1 An Alleluia. Praise God in his holies; praise him in the firmament of his power.
2 Praise him for his mighty acts: praise him according to his abundant majesty:
3 praise him with the sounding trumpet: praise him with the psaltery and kithara:
4 praise him with the tympanum and chorus: praise him with stringed instruments and organs;
5 praise him with soft sounding cymbals: praise him with the cymbals of triumph:
6 let every breath praise the Lord. Psalm 151 N.B. There is in the Septuagint another Psalm, with this title: This Psalm on David was written by himself in prose, when he fought in single combat with Goliath. I was little among my brethren, and the youngest of my father's family. I fed my father's flocks. My hands had made an organ; and my fingers had tuned a psaltery. But who will tell my Lord. My Lord himself heareth. He sent his messenger and took me from my father's flocks and anointed me with anointing oil. My brothers were comely and great; but the Lord did not delight in them. I went out to meet the Philistine, and he cursed me by his idols. But I drew his own sword and cut off his head, and took away reproach from the children of Israel.